I feel sick as I turn on the news and am instantly greeted with talk of John's trial.
He's been to jail for two weeks now...the trial isn't for a couple of months.
We've only talked once, over the phone the day after he was taken away.
He didn't mention anything about my note.
Of course, the kids wanted to talk to him...but they couldn't.
The kids are in hiding.
Tears prick at my eyes as I walk to the TV to change the channel.
My fingers are on the knob when the phone suddenly rings, making me jump.
"H-Hello?" I pick up the phone.
"Rose, you've got to get me out of here," John frantically whispers on the other end.
"Wh-What?"
"Help me escape, Rosie."
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His Name Is John (John Lennon) (COMPLETE)
Fanfiction"Oops, pardon me." I look up at the man I accidentally bump into. He's carrying stacks of groceries, all by himself. He's lucky he didn't drop everything. I recognize him from around town, but I really only know one thing about him. His name is John...
